 Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2010 12:19 am
B A S I C - I N F O R M A T I O N » »xxu s e r - n a m e xxxxxxxxx ■■ ..s.k.i.t.t.l.e.s..» »xxn a m e xxxxxxxxx ■■ Wayanna "Ursa" Tsu » »xxf o r m a l - t i t l e xxxxxxxxx ■■ Ursa Dark Lady of Desire » »xxa g e xxxxxxxxx ■■ Twenty-Five» »xxg e n d e r xxxxxxxxx ■■ XX chromosome» »xxr a c e xxxxxxxxx ■■ Echani » »xxa l i g n m e n t xxxxxxxxx ■■ The Light (But truly the Darkside)» »xxr a n k xxxxxxxxx ■■ Dark Lady of the Sith» »xxo c c u p a t i o n xxxxxxxxx ■■ Galactic Senator» »xxf a c t i o n xxxxxxxxx ■■» »xxh o m e w o r l d xxxxxxxxx ■■ ThyrsusA P P E A R E N C E - I N F O R M A T I O N » »xxh e i g h t xxxxxxxxx ■■ Five-Feet Five Inches » »xxw e i g h t xxxxxxxxx ■■ One Hundred Twenty Two Pounds » »xxe y e - c o l o r xxxxxxxxx ■■ A very pale shade of green. Not a very common color amongst her people, some would call it a defect or an unfortunate circumstance. Since most Echani people have pale gray eyes. Of course, prolonged use of her powers begins to fill them with a deep shade of crimson. Once rested they will return to their normal state. » »xxh a i r - c o l o r xxxxxxxxx ■■ Due to the nature of her kind, almost all Echani have a variation of naturally white hair. Thus, so does Wayanna» »xxc l o t h i n g xxxxxxxxx ■■ EverydayS I T H - I N F O R M A T I O N» »xxS a b e r - a p p e a r a n c e xxxxxxxxx  XXX  » »xxS a b e r S t y l e xxxxxxxxx ■■ Double-Wielded » »xxf o r m xxxxxxxxx ■■Ataru and Juyo» »xxc o l o r xxxxxxxxx ■■ Black » »xxu p g r a d e s xxxxxxxxx ■■ none at the moment » »xxa c c e s s o r i e s xxxxxxxxx ■■The Cocktail: Is a collection of vials with various liquids that each serve a unique purpose. There are seven in total, (Not such a unique number...)
- Lust: (Red) Makes the drinker desire whom ever is in the room, or more importantly the first person that the drinker eyes. This is much like a love potion, only Lust actually works. It is imperative that Wayanna use this only if she is one on one with another individual. Too many people could ruin the spell entirely. (Combinations: Drinking Lust with Anger, will drive a person mad.)
- Anger sad Orange) Excites a murderous tendancy in any one person. The most amazing part of this potion is that once inside the blood stream of the individual it disguises itself as natural endorfines. It merely need be injected into an individual and that person begins terrorizing a group of unsuspecting people. They may even try to kill someone if they are being restrained. The only way to get rid of this potion is to kill the person it has been injeted. They will not stop.
(Combinations: None, aside from Lust)
- Greed sad Yellow) Greed is a wonderful little distraction potion that when injected or dropped into someone's drink causes them to over exert themselves in whatever they are doing. Such as eating, drinking, reading, writing or whatever else may be the case. It will be hard to focus your attention on anything else aside from the blubbering fool furiously trying to acheieve all the books in the library.
- Envy: (Green) Envy is very, very tricky. Two individuals must consume the same amount of this liquid in order for the potion to work. Once acheieved, the two begin to argue,at first subtly, growing ever more intense, until they begin to try to assassinate one another. They are usually fighting over something the other has and the other one wants.
(Combinations: A few drops of Anger will make them excite an entire crowd to fight for the same reason.)
- Sloth sad Blue) Sloth is the easiest to administer, the hardest to concoct. The vial merely be thrown into a large or small group of people and once in the air, causes every person in that group to fall into a coma like sleep. They can be awaken, but usually with a short term case of amnesia. It works best when there is one person in that group that need not remember a certain piece of information, which gives Wayanna time to find and destroy them.
(Combinations: None)
- Gluttony sad Indigo) Gluttony is not a vial on it's own. If administered, it does nothing. Gluttony enhances whatever liquid it is added too. If Wayanna wants over kill, Gluttony is the one to do it.
- Pride sad Purple) Pride forces drinkers to hallucinate confections of their own image. The hallucinations then proceed to diminish an individual by revealing all of their dark secrets. This is perfect for one person. THe effects last a great deal, but an undetermined amount of time.
» »xxt r a n s p o r t a t i o n xxxxxxxxx ■■ stuff F O R C E - I N F O R M A T I O N» »xxt e c h n i q u e s xxxxxxxxx ■■Force Push
■■Force Pull
■■Saber Throw
■■Force Jump
■■Force Speed
■■Force Projection
■■Force Concealment
■■Force Combustion
■■Force Deflection
■■Drain Knowledge
■■Force Destruction» »xxc u s t o m - t e c h n i q u e s xxxxxxxxx ■■Darth Ursa, the Dark Lady of Sin's natural ability is to excite the sin most present in every individual. Though JedI feel themselves exempt from the rule of sin, for it leads to the Darkside. Everyone, in Wayanna’s opinion has a place within them where the darkness is itching to be set free. It is this knowledge that Ursa derives her powers from. The huddle masses of people that plague the universe can be easily disposed of using the powers of Sin and desire.
■■Lust: Is the unfurled want and desire for another being. Wayanna’s most favored Sin of them all. All of her followers are endowed with this Sin not only for her sick pleasure, but to control them as well. When you want something, you make damn sure it is always in sight. Ursa can instill this Sin in a multitude of ways. The first and foremost, is to take a lover to her bed. Most commonly used on a single foe. One taste of Wayanna is enough to ensure complete and utter loyalty. The second, is to give a large group something to Lust after. Most common, a single goal. Once the Lust within targets is released the individual target will follow blindly in hopes that that Lust will be fulfilled. It is not the Sin itself but the prospect when it comes to this particular Sin.
■■Wrath: If Lust is her favorite, Wrath will come in a very close second place. There is nothing like watching a group of idiots fighting over something that does not exist. It starts by finding out exactly what makes an individual angry enough to kill for. With that valuable information, Wayanna can convert anyone to the Darkside. Once induced, an individual is maddened into completing a common goal simply for the sake of revenge. I.E a lost loved one, invasion of ones home world. There are many things that can make a man off the handle angry, it’s a matter of finding that which turns men into animals.
■■ Greed:
■■Sloth:
■■Pride:
■■Gluttony:
■■Envy: » »xxs k i l l s / a b i l i t i e s xxxxxxxxx ■■ Tactical Warfare: Brilliant at knowing what to do and when to do it. Everything she does is like playing Chess. She sets her pieces up making it seem as though she is moving without knowing care, but secretly already has you in check. A lot of the time, Wayanna is only moving around certain pieces. Her most favored type of warfare is allowing the enemy to destroy itself, within itself. It is much more entertaining to watch the enemy cut it's own head off as the body scatters around perplexed and decimated. Girls' gotta have her fun.
■■ Hand to Hand Combatant: Due to her race, Wayanna does not appear to know how to fight. For the Echani are silent, pale and graceful. They were responsible for the fighting methods that are still taught to young Jedi today. She spent most of her life training and organizing her own fighting style that for a small fraction of her life, she knew nothing else. Wayanna is very proficient with her body and her combative skills. Her frame is perfect for strikes that may not be all that powerful but are fast and precise. Coupled with her expansive knowledge of the humanoid body, she will prove to be a formiddable foe.
■■ Pre-Cognitive Battle Function: By race, she is capable of lightly predicting the moves of a foe before they themselves even make the move, based entirely on the move that was executed first. Part of the Echani training is studying the fighting types of all other predominate races, included a select few small groups that make their appearence known. Since her knowledge of those fighting styles still remains lodged in her mind, it is easy to predict how an enemy is going to react based on her own movements. Wayanna's first reaction in battle is to let the enemy come to her. From then on, she can tell what kind of fighter the foe is, whether courageous, cautious, passion driven, that sort of thing. Next she allows them to tire out, to learn their style of fighting, if there is one to be had. Once that information is discovered. It's only a matter of time before the enemy is finally defeated.
■■ Seduction: Seducing is second nature to Wayanna. All her life she was confind to the study of her body and the bodies of others. Skin enticed her. Thralled her to stick with her people till they were of no use to her. Though her training partners were not aware, Wayanna used their sparring to train further her understanding of the body. To feel the skin. To know what it was to touch them and where to get the most reactions. Later that night they would return to her home in secret begging for her touch once more. Since then, Wayanna has become a master at the art of pleasure and seduction. In everything she does, walking, sitting, eating, drinking, reading, writing, dancing. EVERYTHING, is for the art, as she calls it. Wayanna can gain favor and trust from anyone she affects. Sometimes through touch, others through looks and body movements.
■■ Pressure Points: Just like with most of her abilities, this one derived from her training when she was just a girl. The art of pressure points and how to use them properly. So traversed in this knowledge, Wayanna can use this to paralyze her victims, stop them from walking, moving their arms, blinking. Sometimes, even breathing. It's all a matter of necessity.
P E R S O N A L - I N F O R M A T I O N» »xxb i o g r a p h y xxxxxxxxx ■■ There is an old saying, murderers are not born, but created through the tireless efforts of chaos and destruction. The Tsu family must surely be the contradiction to that rule. Since the first conceived Tsu born into this world, they have slaughtered hundreds, leaving behind a trail of heartbreak and melancholy wherever they trek. Dahailus Tsu was the first in the bloodline, having murdered his wife, not altogether a crime, but the manner of such a heinous act was one whispered about for a little over a decade. Before the next Tsu, Mortis, would trump that case with the annihilation of over three hundred traitorous soldiers unwilling to follow the new world order. Mortis was a founding member in the creation of the Sun Guards. The first major Crime based organization on the planet.
Wayanna was the second, and last, of two offspring between Mortis and Magana Tsu. Magana having lost her life in the delivery of her second child. Though not of royal blood, the Tsu family had been well respected amongst the high stature, leading the expectations of each child to be rather high. Argun, Wayanna’s older brother was the first to attempt the time trials and, under his father’s tough reign, passed with record setting speeds. Not only had the bar been set since the moment of her birth, but Argun had made it near impossible for his only sibling to please their father.
Five years old was when Wayanna’s grueling training began. The Echani fighting styles were difficult to remember let alone to successfully execute. The punishment for failure was by death, and as the Tsu bloodline dictates, family was not exempt from said punishment. Despite being pushed to the ledge countless times, Wayanna was introduced to many great teachers, including one in particular whom would one day soon change the course of her life forever.
Watching faithfully and curiously was a member of the Echani people whom was not all together liked, but by far greatly feared. You could say that he was Wayanna’s bridge from where she stood and the Darkside. After a few months of the same face appearing at her training sessions the man came to her house, she was six then. There were arguments with her father that lasted for hours through the night. It wasn’t until he took her by the hand and led her away from her home that she realized something had gone terribly wrong. OF course young Wayanna neither cared nor bothered with the idea that this kidnapper had probably murdered her flesh and blood. Something about him made it feel as though this was suppose to happen.
As fate would have it, Darth Corrus, a former Sun Guard member, had brought her away from the Echani way to lead a life through the Darkside. Which in Wayanna’s opinion sounded far more fun than anything her father could have spewed out.
The training was far more arduous than Wayanna ever had to endure. There were times she felt she was slipping into the cold hands of death only to be brought back to life by her Master and forced to do it again. The Echani training continued, on top of her training as a Sith apprentice. He wanted his Apprentice to be of sound body, mind and soul. Attuned with deception, seduction and chaos.
The blood thirsty murderer in Wayanna only furthered her training to levels Darth Corrus had just scratched the surface. Her knowledge of the corruption in all people great and small would one day play a pivotal role in her uprising from Sith Apprentice to the unforeseen Dark Lady of Sin.
At the end of her training, Wayanna had killed almost all other students under Darth Corrus’s wing. Either by battle or just plain ridding herself of the competition, for he was only going to take on one of them as a full time apprentice. Darth Corrus was going to take on the position of Dark Lord of the Sith. Of course, that was over Wayanna’s dead body. If she desired that spot she would have to play her cards right and for the next four years, she set up to assassinate her Master in the conquest for power.
They were to leave the Echani home world immediately after the completion of her training. The now Sith apprentice had one last thing to do before departing. Returning home Wayanna found her father, now a cripple in a wheel chair hanging on to the last strings of his life. She sat down in front of him and the two stared at one another for a great while before the old man nodded in understanding as Wayanna stood and took his head clean off of his shoulders. The brother was next, he returned home shortly thereafter and met his long lost sibling for the first time in thirteen years. She hated him most of all, for allowing their father to beat her senseless, for all the hours she spent without food or water because her brother had set a too high of standard. And not once, did he stand up and protect her. But it was not his turn to die, not yet. It was easy to knock him out now that she had the means and the speed. Shortly after she set up the crime scene and when the authorities showed up, they arrested and beheaded the remaining living relative that Wayanna had in this world.
Using Wayanna’s powers of persuasion, Darth Corrus was raising a resistance army in order to place himself at the seat of Dark Lord. Of course, Wayanna was manipulating that army against her master using their darkest sins and desires against them.
Darth Corrus called out the Dark Lord of the Sith whom currently held power, only to find that he was not answering. It had been up to Wayanna to find him and bring her Master to him. Which had not happened, instead they were at a remote location far from their destination. The Echani woman broke the silence with her laughter, calling the old man a belligerent fool. Once Darth Corrus realized that he had been betrayed, he took up arms against his Apprentice and ordered the army to do the same. When not a single one of his soldiers had moved he realized he had been double crossed.
Of course, not knowing where the Dark Lord had taken up refuge was a brilliant lie, and Wayanna and her small acquired group of soldiers, expendable assets might she add, moved on to Abyssissa. It was the last known location of the Sith Academy where the head hancho was said to sit. Wayanna was disappointed to find a crippled old man, laying on the edge of a broke down palace. A failed monument to the great Empire of the Sith that which Wayanna loved so dearly. Out of rage and hate for that which she looked up too, she struck him down and murdered him with her own bare hands. Now those still lingering in the hallways of the Sith Academy had not a leader they could look too. Perhaps it wasn't the position she had initially desired, it was befitting. With the Academy at her disposal, she could teach others the beauty of the way of the Sith.
After a few years of rebuilding the Sith Academy, Wayanna set her plans of expansion in motion. But to do that, it would take a great deal of knowledge of the universe she had been so out of touch with for the last few years. There was only one location to do that and it would be some kind of hell trying to convince everyone of her reasons for joining. To do this, she would need more than a few set of nice clothes and a cheery face. Wayanna departed to her home world to find out the identity of the senators. That was the hardest part. Framing them for murder and trechery was the easy part.
After the Senators were disposed of, false records of nobility painted Wayanna Tsu, who changed her name to Ursa Tsu, the most qualified applicant for the Senator position. For her acceptance of the position, the Echani people transported her safely to the Galactic Senate, who swore her in with no knowledge of her true identity. Since then, Wayanna has been looking for a protige to aide her in her conquest for complete dominance over the Galaxy, a feat that was before utterly impossible. » »xxf a m i l y xxxxxxxxx ■■ None, all have been disposed of.» »xxr e l a t i o n s h i p s xxxxxxxxx ■■ Velyn Cor» »xxp e r s o n a l i t y xxxxxxxxx ■■Evil. Sadistic. Chaotic in nature. But never void of charming personality and devious playfulness that gives Wayanna a way in with most folks of polite society or otherwise. A charmer to the rotten core of her being, there is not a single person in this universe that could withstand the pressures of her, classy, advances. (Of course, the prudes of the world need only a shot in the face to... well, punish them for their crime) Amongst people not considered friends, Wayanna pleases the crowd, eventually it will be worth her while. As long as it keeps bringing her closer to her goals, she sees not why one so evil and devious would keep the crowd's favor.
To actual friends, however few and far between then may seem, she is no different. With that said, every prospect of her life could stem from superb relations with every individual she comes in contact with. If you are useful, you will live long enough to BE of use. However, prove to be otherwise and you could find yoursel on a remote planet as your final resting place. Friends are not protected from this rule aside from Velyn, who has been a devoted friend since her arrival at the Galactic Senate.
Wayanna does not get angry. Over emotional. Over active in anything that she does. Though the emotions and sins are coursing through her like rapid rivers she always keeps her cool. It is imperative to learn from the mistakes that others had made in the past. If there is anything to be learned from the Great Sith Lords of the past, it is that anger and hate uncontrolled has done nothing for the conquest of power. Because of the down fall of the Empire long before this time, Wayanna has been able to redesign the Sith Academy to adhere to a new standard. » »xxl i k e s xxxxxxxxx ■■Being Nude
■■Death
■■Sexual Intercourse
■■Beautiful Men and Women
■■Fine Wine
■■Fresh Fruit
■■Dressing Up
■■The Color Red
■■Opera
■■Dancing
■■Silver
■■Flowers
■■Velyn Cor
■■Practicing
■■The Female Anatomy
■■Sunsets » »xxd i s l i k e s xxxxxxxxx ■■People Touching Velyn Cor
■■People Talking in Bed
■■People Talking in General
■■Laughter
■■Jedi Speeches
■■Children
■■Teenagers
■■Senators
■■The Princess, female types
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